one less spoonful.
i repeat, and eat less.
one less kilogram.
i repeat, and eat less.
as i look at my own reflection in the mirror,
as if to mock me,
it's all the same;
i am still not enough.
one less craving.
i say, as my stomach grumbles.
one less meal.
i say, as the bile comes rushing in, forcing its way out.
one less spoonful.
i say, as i head to the comfort room after a meal.
one less kilogram.
i say, as i force my fingers into my mouth, expelling the contents of my own stomach.
Oct 27, 2018
Oct 27, 2018 at 10:30 AM UTC
one less spoonful.
i repeat, and eat less.
one less kilogram.
i repeat, and eat less.
as i look at my own reflection in the mirror,
as if to mock me,
it's all the same;
i am still not enough.
one less craving.
i say, as my stomach grumbles.
one less meal.
i say, as the bile comes rushing in, forcing its way out.
one less spoonful.
i say, as i head to the comfort room after a meal.
one less kilogram.
i say, as i force my fingers into my mouth, expelling the contents of my own stomach.
